Chapter 16 The Luna's Office

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Ares POV Cont.******

Then he looked up at me with wild sad eyes saying, " Keep a 24-hour watch on all your boarders Alpha, they caught us by surprise."

"No one catches me by surprise." I growl.

I mind link Dr Askew, "Come to my office and bring supplies for blood and fluid samples from some wolves. I will explain more when you get here."

"Yes Alpha! I will be right there." answered Dr. Askew in a jolt of surprise.


Vida's POV*****

     As Tuesdays go this one is like every other since Ares punished me, his supposed own mate. I walk into the kitchen going straight to the pantry. I'm plucking ingredients off the shelves to prepare snacks and lunches for the orphan pups like I have been doing. I have grown to love it over the months I've been here. The pups are the best part of pack life. They are the only ones that have excepted me here.

To my surprise the kitchen was full of wolves I have not seen before. They are eating pancakes Joyce made slowly,... very slow,.... too slow. They all look so.... beat down.
Not knowing what to do or say I kind of froze stiff for a minute. I look around the room in startled confusion.

Amanda was on dish duty scrubbing off food remanence. She kept looking at the big male wolf giving off the most power by giving him the side eye.

Joyce was loading the dishwasher diligently with her head in her work, to avoid the wolves that reeked of despair, I'm sure.

No one was talking, adding to the cloud of gloom crowding the kitchen. The wolves that were eating looked worse-for-wear and smelled awful. They were dirty, sweaty, and some had dried blood and untreated injuries. I was more confused and shocked.

What happened to those poor wolves? I thought then I hear the kitchen door open.

"All of you follow me." said Ares.

All of them stopped eating, put their dishes in the sink, and followed Ares out of the kitchen one by one. Their shoulders were slumped, heads down, with a painful sadness on their faces.

Sometimes pack living is not at all what I expected. Dad's pack was not this dramatic, not according to Dad, Uncle Mike, and Gran.

Living in the pack house full of wolves is not as gravy as I thought it would be. I thought living in the pack house would be awesome! But no!

I now see, looking at these poor wolves; how I glamorized the whole experience. I see how childish, how foolish, and how naive I was in my dreams of pack living.

After I shake off the sadness, I gather dirty dishes scraping off the left-over food. I hand them off to Joyce to scrub and load in the dishwasher. I clean the rest of the kitchen, scrubbing away the stench of grief and wet dog that lingered behind.

Amanda slipped out after the sad wolves, so I helped Joyce clean up. She told me they were all that is left of a pack in Texas.

"That explains the mood of the room." said Red. "This is a sign of what is coming."

"I know. What could take out a whole pack?"

"Something evil." answered Red in a solemn flat tone, the opposite of her normal spunky self.

"We will begin training with Chief, Nia, and Beau every evening after dinner. We will start by running the perimeter. We must learn a lot about the boarder, patrols, and search for weaknesses."

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